Then here's to our Confederacy, strong we are and brave,
Like patriots of old we'll fight, our heritage to save;
And rather than submit to shame, to die we would prefer,
So cheer for the Bonnie Blue Flag that bears a single star.

It has been a while, aye? I was...in case of lack of a more proper term...busy.
I wanted to rant today, so rant will it be.


I, Peter, first of my name, and the last of my bloodline, refuse to be a slave. I deny being the part of the system, and with all my power, shall I fight against it til the last drop of me blood.

Why is it so?
Why, did I do it?

And now, assuming you, reader are a man whose eyes are just as closed as mine were a few years ago, I will explain it.

This system is corrupt. It is immoral! 'Well, boo-hoo! Everybody knows that, say something new.' And you are totally right. But why?! Why would you, or me, or anybody, who is even subconsciously aware of the evilness of the system, keep on toiling and plowing, digging through the dirt, he will become one day, sacrificing their blood and sweat on the altar of the few who dare call themselves 'elite'?

I guess it is a factor of pride and an aptitude for defiance. That is your damn problem. I guess I am just so much better than you that I would rather run and tremble and fear and despair through the rest of me damn life than endure another day in this.

Why am I here then anyway? Why did not I just left the moment I truly started to see what all of you refuse, every single day of the entire year through all your lives? Why don't I just fuck off?

Guess the answer depends on how you approach this guy. This paranoid weirdo who thinks all power above him akin to bodies of great mass, eventually collide and start out together in the need of forging power even greater than theirs alone.

Why-didn't-I-just-leave?

answer one(the one my ego keeps telling to justify my actions): I care about you, and somewhere deep down, I have yet to give up the quite unreasonable theory that somehow, you will turn.
Sounds kind of self righteous and arrogant, aye? Kind of the man one needs to be when doing what I am doing.

answer two(the one actually more reasonable than the first one, but still practically the same and therefore should not be considered as separate, though I care to do it): I don't actually care about you, but those who care to heed my words. I have give up on you, but still believe there are a few who will turn when I finally stand up

answer three(this one is kind of the most reasonable if you consider me as some sort of malign thug. like god): I care not about you, I gave up on all of you because you are fucking dumb(oh boy, feels good to write this down) and I hold no vain notions that you would ever listen to me before the tube, but there are still a few people I refuse to give up on, and I just feel there's hope.

answer four(kind of like Jensen's message): I realized at some point, that all my words, no matter how well based on evidence, how logic they are, will just not find their way into people's ears, however, as some sort of a mockingbird, I refuse to shut up and will try to write(the only thing I am good at) as many things as I can, hoping that it will somehow, magically, have an effect on the outcome of events.


When I made this blog, I wanted to keep one thing in mind at all times, and perhaps you should know it too. I am awesome. I am the sharpest tool in whatever box you put me in. There are certainly people who know more than me about astronomy, or biology, literature, but there aren't any people so well rounded as I am. I have no field. I think. I collect information. I get high on information. All my life, I have been reading. When education started to interfere with my collecting of information I shut it down. This is perhaps the one thing that is left of me from the beginning. I want to be as good as anyone in everything. Theoretically. I know a lot about ball sports for example. However, I would not touch a ball with a twenty foot pole. I hate ballsports. Anyway, back to the topic. I wish to understand. To see, not the bigger, but the whole picture, and even if my mind is incapable of doing it, I will still try. The only thing I truly possess is my mind, and I wish to fill it with whatever information there is anywhere.

I started writing this blog when I started feeling that I should countercontribute. Give back to society. Speak up so perhaps people will listen to me. The only thing that was ever before my eyes while I was typing here, is that I don't want people to like me. I simply don't really give a single piece of fuck if you find me sympathetic or not. However, it is not entirely impossible that after two decades of finding the absolute truth, I may know more about some things than you do. Afterall, I never sat before the tube, I never went out to play with friends. I never was liked by most people. For an insane amount of time, my only friend was the one in my head(no, not that way...well, not entirely)

Well, I claim I know things, guess I am just a little bit afraid to start spilling it. Well, if the words written on my forehead: I HATE THE MAN, did not draw the attention of The Man, I guess this will not either.

I have a crapload of speculation, while they are plausible, and entirely logical, I have no proofs, so I will keep them to the minimum.

Start with a fairly simple notion: 'Power corrupts.'

The people up there are essentially evil, self possessed control freaks. Why does that concern us? What does that have to do with the price of rice, should you ask. Well, very much.

See, imagine a decentralized power. There are bankers, who control the money supply, there are media moguls, controlling the mass dumbing down of the whole globe, there are food chains who control food, and gurus of technology, ever crafting better and better equipment.

Isn't it fucking logical that as poor people hang out with other poor people, these rich cocksuckers hang out in the same country clubs? Just imagine that those(for the sake of simplicity, let's call them one guy) who controls the monetary system(and therefore essentially entirely plausibly both sides of the political system), invites the mogul of the media for a drink(would have said beer, don't know what them people drink. I drink beer) and they start talking. Eventually they realize that both of them would not refuse a little bit of more power. Theoretically speaking it is only logical, that after a given amount of time, at least one of them realizes that they can help each other out. Then another guy comes in...soforth. This is(as I guess) how the machine came to be. Call it a conspiracy but it is only the most logical explanation.

(according to my least blown away theory) This happened approx. 100 years ago. Where are we now?

Have you heard about Agenda 21?

Lemme rephrase it...
Where are we now?
Globalism are we now. The last movements of seizing power and uniting the whole world in their borderless slavery of ours is coming together with the superpresident of the EU, and the coming north american union. it is all planned, so that we will, either by consent, or by conquest, accept their rule. Imagine a pyramid. With you at the bottom.

Kind of tired now. Just, I will go to sleep and continue it after two or three days. Promises. Sorry, would speak more, but tomorrow, I have actual things to do.

Until then if I made you curious(just the thing I wanted) then download the agenda 21, print it, and read it through. If you really believe it is for sustainability, and the peace of the whole fucking handholding world, then I think I am through you. If you start suspecting that something is entirely wrong, then come back soon, and I will explain everything.

P.S.: Look, I don't want you to like me, or donate me a thousand bucks. I don't want you to believe me, but at least hear me through while using the most uncommon element of the universe: 'common sense'. I promise I will blow your mind.